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l. m GRISTS SONS, Publishers, j -1 Jamil? Bcirspapcr: Jor the promotion of the (political^ Social. Agricultural and dtomincrciat Interests of the people. j J""""" ESTABLISHED isr>5. ' " YQ11KVILLE, S. C. TUKHDAY, JULY-jn, titlO. JSTO. 5t). **+ A ** ?*+ A -K4K4 A +* !*+ I When a M < ^ ?; By MARY J ROBERTS 1 R1NEHART I $ Copyright 1909? J 4> ;*** +*?*+ +***+ ***** CHAPTER XV. Suspicion and Discord. Every one was nasty the next morning. Aunt Selina declared that her feet were frost-bitten and kept Bella rubbing them with ice water all morning. And Jim was impossible. He refused to speak to any of us and he watched Bella furtively, as if he suspected her of trying to get him out of the house. When luncheon time came around and he had shown no indication of going to the telephone and ordering it. we had a conclave, and Max was chosen to remind him of the hour. Jim was shut in the studio, and we waited together in the hall while Max went up. When he came down he was somewhat ruffled. tie wouiuu i upvii mi- limn, in- 11 ported, "and when I told him it was meal time, he said he wasn't hungry, and he didn't give a whop about the rest of us. He had asked us here to dinner: he hadn't pioposed to adopt us." So we finally ordered luncheon ourselves, and about two o'clock Jim came down-stairs, sheepishly and ate what was left. Anne declared that Bella had been scolding him in the upper hall, but I doubted it. She was never seen to speak to him unnecessarily. The excitement of the escape over, Mr. Harbison and I remained on terms of armed neutrality. And Max still hunted for Anne's pearls, using them, the men declared, as a good excuse to avoid tinkering with the fjrnace or repairing the dumb-waiter, which took the queerest notions, and stopped once, half-way up from the kitchen, for an hour, with the dinner on it. Anyhow, Max was searching the house systematically, armed with a copy of Poe's Purloined Letter and Gaboriau's Monsieur Lecoq. He went through the seats of the chairs with hatpins, tore up the beds, and lifted rugs, until the house was in a state of confusion. And the next day, the fourth, he found something?not much, but it was curious. He had been In the studio, poking around behind the dusty pictures, with Jimmy expostulating every time he moved anything and the rest standing around watching him. Max was strutting. "We get it by elimination," he said importantly. "The pearls being nowhere else in the house, they must be here in the studio. Three parts of the Bishops Doane ai For U fjris ^flum*bsk^s3 I bishop Doune a The Christiau Unity foundation I men, all members of the Protestant I clerical, with the avowed intention into one organic religious body. The s poratiou of the foundation says: "Th formed is to promote Christian unity this end to gather and disseminate a and works of all Christian bodies; t happy divisions and the waste of spi suggest practical methods of co-opera the propagation of the common faith; In the same Held, and this in the la will emphasize our actual meinbershl man agreement in the essentials of f;i spirit of God. the various Christian b dent unity in the essentials of faith a we, being many, tire one body in Chi other.'" Bishop Frederick Courtney, is president of the foundation, and t Croswell I>oaue of Albany, Bishop I C. P. Anderson of Chicago. Bishop 1Greer of New York. Robert Fulton C rich. Colonel Charles William Larnct Philadelphia and John II. Stiness, fo Rev. I>r. Arthur Lowndes is secretary studio having yielded nothing, they must )>e in the fourth. toadies and gentlemen, let me have your attention for one moment. I tap this canvas with my wand there is nothing up tny I ..no.. ......... ,n. canvas?so. Ami I put my haml in the 1 >< > ket of this disreputable vol vet coat, so. Behold!" Then he ?a\e a low exclamation and looked at something he held in his hand. Kvery one stepped forward, and on his palm was the small diamond clasp from Anne's collar! Jimmy was apoplectic. He tried t< smile, hut no one else did. "Well. I ll he tlahheruasted!" he said, "I say. you people, you don't think for a minute that I put that thing there "J Why. I haven't worn that coat for a month. It's?it's a trick of yours Max." ***** A ***** A ***** A ** 'an Marries ! S = I ^ Author of * r" The Circular Stc'rcaae" ^ W J "The Man In Lower Ten" i % The Bolihs-Merrill Co. ***** ***** f ***** T +** But Max shook his head; he looked stupefied, and stood gazing from the clasp to the pocket of the old paint ing-coat. Betty dropped on a routing stool, that promptly collapsed with her and created a welcome diversion, while Anne pounced on the clasp greedily, with a little cry. "We, will find it all now," she said excitedly. "Did you look in the other pockets, Max?" Then, for the first time, I was conscious of an air of constraint among the men. Dallas was whistling softly, and Mr. Harbison, having rescued Betty, was standing silent and aloof, watching the scene with non-committal eyes. It was Max who spoke first, after a hurried inventory of the other pockets. "Nothing else," he said constrainedly. 'I'll move the rest of the canvases." But Jim interfered, to every one's surprise. "I wouldn't, if I were you. Max. There's nothing back there. I had 'em out yesterday." He was quite pale. "Nonsense!" Max said gruffly. "If it's a practical joke. Jim, why don't you 'fess up? Anne has worried enough." "The pearls are not there, I tell you," Jim began. Although the studio was cold, there were little fine beads of moisture on his face. I must ask you not to move those pictures." And then Aunt Selina came to the rescue; she atnlkt-d over and stood with her back against the stack of canvases. "As far as I can understand this." she declaimed, "You gentlemen are trying to intimate that James knows something of that young woman's jewelry, because you found part of it In his pocket. Certainly you will not move the pictures. How do you know that the young gentleman who said he found it there didn't have it up his sleeve?" She looked around triumphantly, and Max glowered. Dallas soothed her, however. "Exactly so," he said. "How do we know that Max didn't have the clasp up his sleeve? My dear lady, neither my wife nor I care anything for the pearls, as compared with the priceless pearl of peace. I suggest tea on the roof, those in favor?? My arm. Miss Caruthers." It was all well enough for Jim to say later that he didn't dare to have id Greer nity of Churches. stmis., y (Qbyhqsk iVQOQ] .nd Bishop Ureel. J lias been incorporated by tweuty-fout episcopal church, twelve lay and twelve of welding all Christian denominations econd paragraph of the articles of Incur e purpose for which this corporation is :it hoiiiu mul 111 i-i nielli nit tli?- world: to (. curate information relative to the faith 0 set forth the (treat danger of our un ritual energy due thereto; to devise and ,tion, substituting comity for rivalry iu ; to bring together all who are laboring lief that full knowledge of one aiiothet pin the one body of Christ and our coin lit It; that, tinally, by the operation of tin odies may be knit together in tuore evl ml practice and in one organic life. 'So *ist and every one members one of <m rector of St. .lames* church, New York, lie vice presidents are Bishop William Itoyd Vincent of southern Ohio, Bishop ). S. Lines of Newark, Bishop I>avid II. utting. Bear Admiral Caspar F. (JoodI. U. S. A.; (ieorge Wharton I'epper of rmer chief Justice of Rhode Island. The and (Jeorge Cordon King treasurer. the canvases moved, for he had stuck behind them all sorts of chorus girl 1 photographs and life-class crayons i that were not for Aunt Selina's eye, besides four empty siphons, two full ones, and three bottles of whisky. Not 1 a soul believed him: there was a new , element of suspicion and discord iu the house. Every one went up o.t the roof and : left him to his mystery. Anne drank I her tea in a preoccupied silence, with l.alf-closed eyes, an attitude that boded ill to somebody. The rest were fev ? erishly Kav, and Aunt Sclina, with a l>air <?f arctics on her feet and a hot. water hottle at Iter hack, sat in the middle of the tent and told me famil' iar anecdotes of .limmy's early youth (had he known, he woiihl have slain , her). Itetty and Mr. Harbison had found a medicine hall, and were run ning around like a pair of children. It was cpiite certain that neither his escape from death nor my accusation weighed heavily on him. While Aunt Selina was busy with the time Jim had swallowed an open safety pin, and just as the pin had been coughed up, or taken out of his nose?I forget which?Jim himself appeared and sulkily demanded the privacy of the roof for his training hour. Yes, he was training. Flannigan [claimed to know the system that had reduced the president to what he is and he and Jim had a seance every day which left Jim feeling himself for bruises all evening. He claimed to he losing Mesh; he said he could actually feel it going, and he and Flannigan had spent an entire afternoon in the cellar three days before with a potato barrel, a cane-seated chair one a lamp. The whole thing had been shroud'd in mystery. They sandpapered the inside of the barrel and took out all the nails, and when they had finished they carried it to the roof and put it in a corner behind the tent. Everybody was curious, but Flannigan refused any information about it, and merely said it was part of his system. Dal said that if he had anything like that in his system he certainly would be glad to get rid of it. At a quarter to six Jim appeared, still sullen from the events of the afternoon and wearing a dressing-gown and a pair of slippers, Flannigan following hint with a sponge, a bucket of water and an armful of bath towels. Everybody protested at having to move, but he was firm, and they all filed down the stairs. I was the last. with Aunt Selina just anoau 01 mo. ai the top of the stairs she turned around suddenly to me. "That policeman looks cruel," she said. "What's more, he's been in a had humor all day. More than likely he'll put James flat on the roof and tramp on him, under pretense of training him. All policemen are inhuman." "He only rolls him over a barrel or something like that," I protested. "James had a hump like an egg over his ear last night," Aunt Selina insisted, glaring at Flannigan's unconscious hack. "I don't think it's safe to leave him. It is my time to relax for thirty minutes, or I would watch him. Yon will have to stay," she said, fixing me with her imperious eyes. So I stayed. Jim didn't want me, and Flannigan muttered mutiny. But it was easier to obey Aunt Selina than to clash with her, and anyhow I wanted to see the barrel in use. I never saw any one train before, it is not a joyful spectacle. First, Flannigan made Jim run, around and around the roof. He said it stirred up his food and brought it in contact with his liver, to be digested. Flannigan, from meekness and submission. of a sort, in the kitchen, became an autocrat on the roof. "Once more," he would say. "Pick up your feet, sir! Pick up your feet!" And Jim would stagger doggedly past me, where I sat on the parapet, his poor cheeks shaking and the tail of his bath-robe wrapping Itself around his legs. Yes. he ran in the bath-robe in deference to me. It seems there isn't much to a running suit. "Head up," Flannigan would say. "Lift your knees, sir. Didn't you ever see a horse with string halt?" He let him stop finally, and gave him a moment to get his breath. Then he set him to turning somersaults. They spread the cushions from the couch in the tent on the roof, and Jim would poke his head down and say a prayer, and then curve over as gracefully as a sausage ami come up gasping, as 11 he had been pushed off a boat. "Five pounds a day; not less, sir," Flannigan said encouragingly. "You'll drop it in chunks." Jim looked at the tin as if he expected to see the chunks lying at his feet. "Yes." he said, wiping the hack of his neck. "If we're in here thirty days that will he one hundred and fifty pounds. Don't forget to stop in time, [ Flannigan. I don't want to melt away like a candle." He was cheered, however, by the promise of reduction. "What do you think of that, Kit?" he called to me. "Your uncle is going to look as angular as a problem in geometry. I'll?I'll be the original re ductio ad ahsurdum. Do you want me to stand on my head, Flannigan? Wouldn't that reduce* something?" "Your brains, sir," Flannigan retorted gravely, and presented a pair of boxing-gloves. Jim visibly quailed, but he put them on. "Do you know, Flannigan," he remarked, as he fastened the*m, "I'm thinking of wearing these* all the* time, The*y hide my character." Flannigan looked puzzled, but he did not ask an explauatiem. He demanded that Jim shed the bath-robe, whieh he finally did, on my promise te? watch the* sunset. Then feer fully a minute there was ne> seeunel save e?f feet running rapidly around the roe?f, and an eee'casie>nal seeft thud. . Each thud was ne-eeimpanicd by a grunt eer two fre>m Jim. Flannigan was grimly silent Once theTe* was a smart rap, an e?ath freun the* peelie-eman. and a mirthless chuckle from Jim. The chuckle ended in a crash, however, and I turned. Jim was lying on his hack on the roof, and l-'lannigan was wiping his ear with a towel. Jim sat up and ran his hand down his rihs. "They're all here," he observed sifter a minute. "I thought I missed one." "The only way to take a man's weight down," Klannigan said dryly. Jim got up dizzily. "liown on the roof, I suppose you mean," he said. The next proceedings were mysterious. Plaunigau rolled the barrel int< the tent, and carried in a small glass lamp. With the material at hand h< seemed to lie effecting a combination no new one, to judge by his facility Then he called Jim. At the door of the tent Jim turned tc me, his bath-robe toga fashion around his shoulders. "This .is si very esential part of the treatment," he said solemnly." The exercise, according to Plannigan, loosens up the adipose tissue. The next step is to boil it out. 1 hope, unless your instructions compel you, that you .. ill nt lunst have the decency to Stay out of the tent." "I am going at once," I said, outraged. "I'm not here because I'm mad about it. and you know it. And don't pose with that bath-robe. If you think Mrs. Robinson Ma Stump F r'. >. -, '* * ' : v| | J % . a t,. * V " | r- . n i * ] ., ".: :. ;A \ j ' Milt " t gw !-?<P / > ' mt i If Theodore Douglas Uoblusou does a from the Twenty-seventh district of Ne1 of his wife and Colonel Theodore IUx has been urging her husband to enter years and hus been ably seconded by C man has agreed, and Mrs. Robinson derl in her husband's behalf like the womei son of Douglas Robinson, who married residence is in Warren, Herkimer count} the year. Mr. Robinson Is twenty-seven was graduated from Harvard in 1904 am tate business with his father. He has cumbent, Charles S. Milllngton, seeks rt President Sherman's support. you're a character out of Roman history, look at your legs." "I don't mean to offend you," he said ^ sulkily. "Only I'm tired of having you choked down my throat every time I open my mouth. Kit. And don't go just 5 yet. Flannigan is going for my clothes 1 as soon as he lights the?the lamp, and somebody ought to watch the stairs." That was all there was to it. I said I would guard the steps, and Flannlgan, having ignited the combination, whatever it was, went down-stairs. How was I to know that Bella would come up when she did? Was it my fault that the lamp got too high, and that Flannigan couldn't hear Jim calling? or that just as Bella reached the top of the steps Jim should come to the door of the tent, wearing the barrel part of his hot-air cabinet, and yelling for a doctor? Bella came to a dead stop on the upper step, with her mouth open. She , looked at Jim, at the inadequate bar- 1 rel, and from them she looked at me. 1 Then she began to laugh, one of her ' hysterical giggles, and she turned and went down again. As Jim and I stared ' . at each other we could hear her gurg- 1 ling down the hall below. 1 She had violent hysterics for an ' hour, with Anne rubbing her forehead ' ' and Aunt Selina burning a feather out ( of the feather duster under her nose. ' Only Jim and I understood, and we ! did not tell. Luckily, the next thing 1 that occurred drove Bella and her 1 nerves from everybody's mind. At seven o'clock, when Bella had ' 1 dropped asleep and everybody else was dressed for dinner, Aunt Selina dis- ' covered that the house was cold, and 1 ordered Dal to the furnace. It was Dai's day at the furnace; 1 Flannigan had been relieved of that ' part of the work after twice setting ! fire to a chimney. 1 In five minutes Dal came back and ' spoke a few words to Max, who fol- 1 1 lowed mm to tne basement, and in ten minutes more Flannigan puffed up the steps and called Mr. Harbison. ' ' I am not curious, but I knew that ' ' something had happened. While Aunt I ' Selina was talking suffrage to Anne? ' 1 who said she had always been tremen- ' ' dously interested in the subject, and if ! women got the suffrage would they be ' 1 allowed to vote??I slipped back to the ! 1 dining room. 1 The table was laid for dinner, but ' Flannigan was not in sight. I could 1 hear voices from somewhere, faint ' 1 voices that talked rapidly, and after a ' I while I located the sounds under my ' 1 feet. The men were all in the base- 1 I tnent, and something must have hap- ! L peued. I Hew back to the basement 1 I stairs, to meet Mr. Harbison at the ' foot. He was grimy and dusty, with ' streaks of coal dust over his face, and 1 he had been examining his revolver. I ' ' was just in time to see him slip it into his pocket. ' "What is the matter?" I demanded. 1 1 "Is any one hurt?" "No one," lie said coolly. "We've been cleaning out the furnace." ' "With a revolver! How interesting ' ' ?and unusual!" I said dryly, and slipped past him as lie barred the way. He 1 was not pleased: I heard him mutter ' something niul come rapidly after me, liut I hud the voices as a guide, and ' I was tint going to he turned hack like a child. The men had gathered around ' a low stone arch in the furnace-room, ' and were looking down a short Might of ' steps, into a sort of vault, evidently under the pavement. A faint light came from a small grating a hove, and 1 1 there was a close, musty smell in the air. ( "I tell you it must have heen last 1 night," Dallas was saying. "Wilson and 1 were here before we went to ' bed, and I'll swear that hole was not there then." (To he Concluded.) s ly Take or Her Husband. h ' : \ #J:' | J / '. ^ ^ waii/* y' Jp "Jjif ^aH +? v& ; '. <;'.V'.'-: . -v ?<" (; V-vji3*;* i :! $Bw-'V' '* iot secure the nomination for congress a* York stute It will not be the fuult jsevelt, his uncle. Mrs. Robinson active political life for the past two olonel Itoosevelt. At last the young ares she is going to take the stump 1 do in England. Mr. Itohlnsou Is the Mr. Roosevelt's sister. The Robinson \ and the family live there most of years old and has three children. He i immediately went into the real esnever sought office before. The In selection. He was elected with Vice SLEEPING OUT OF DOORS. How the Traveler Passes the Night In the Arizona Desert. "People drop Into a loose habit of speaking about the right and the wrong way of doing a thing," remarked the experienced camper, according io the New York Times. "As a matter >f fact there may be a dozen good iva.vs and as many had. "Take sleeping in the open, for instance. My little trips have not been mnfined to the Adirondacks and the Rerkshires. I've knocked over the tvhole North American continent and I've picked up some mighty good (crinkles that were never heard of within a 250-mile radius of New York :ity. "Down in the Arizona desert last rear I was a member of a party traveling between Tucson and the Mexican frontier. The first night out found us in the middle of a flat expanse of sand. There was not even a hillock or a rock behind which one could find shelter. "But the westerners in the party knew a trick or two. I was surprised to see them grubbing out little hollows In the sand corresponding to the shape ?f the human body. They made a deep iepression for the hips and a shallow me for the shoulders, with sand banked up in the middle to support the small of the back. At one end they built up a ridge of sand as a footrest, pounding and stamping on it until it tvas compact enough not to break down under pressure. "Then we wrapped ourselves in our blankets Arizona fashion. We placed me corner of the blanket on the left side, just below the heart, and turned around until the body was covered five ir six folds deep. This left plenty to spare at both ends, which was disposed if by giving the blanket a turn around ?ur feet and knotting1 it, and folding flown the upper end around the head is a sort of rape. "We lay down in the hollows we had prepared?'graves,' the westerners rallied them?and found that we were amply protected from the wind. The latter blew the fine sand over us. and in time our blankets were hidden from sight. There was no danger of our bolug choked, however, as we used our saddles as pillows, which kept our tieads at a sufficient elevation from the surface of the desert. "When we opened our eyes at dawn the ground was covered with a heavy frost. It must have been very cold fluring the night, but we had not felt It. We jumped to our feet, shook ourselves free of the sand that had sifted into our clothes, and lighted a fire. The desert was very desolate and white. "Two hours later il seemed like a different world. The sun had dissipated the frost like magic and the sand was Ida/ing hot. That is the most singular thing about the Arizona desert at high elevations. One passes from winter to summer overnight. "While my bones ached for a few flays from sleeping in those artificial sand hollows, I soon grew accustomed to it, and I passed on the hint to those campers who may find themselves obliged to spend the night on an unprotected plain." Some Act That Way.?"The religion >f some people is too lenient," said ilishop Heslin in a recent address in N'atchez. "Some neonle suggest to me. ill their view (if religion, a little girl whose teacher said to her: "'Mary, what must we do first heTore we can expect forgiveness for our ?ins?' '"We must sin first,' the little girl inswered."?Nashville Manner. X'' The older you gets tin- better your dippers will feel. ittiscrUanrons iUadiui). .SOLDIER'S TALK TO SOLDIERS. What Col. Means Said on Taking Command of the 17th Regiment. Mr. W. H. Mitchell ..f Rock Hill, who was a sergeant in company F, Seventeenth S. C. V., was in Yorkville last Saturday, on a visit to his son. Mr. Haddon Mitchell, who is a clerk in the office of County Treasurer Neil, and while here paid a pleasant visit to the office of The Enquirer. He had in his pocaei a iir??|mpt;r tupping hi a copy of an address that was delivered by Governor J. H. Means at Camp Lee, in Columbia, on the occasion of his taking command as colonel of that famous regiment in December, 1861: This address is well worthy of the able and heroic Carolinian, who delivered it, and at Mr. Mitchell's request, we take pleasure in reproducing it for the benefit of surviving members of the Seventeenth regiment especially, and of our readers generally: Officers and Soldiers: In taking command of you, I think it proper that I should introduce myself somewhat formally to you, and indicate the policy which I intend to pursue, that, at the very outset, we may understand each other: or In other words, that you may know what I will expect and demand of you, and what you may expect of me. But, first of all, suffer me to thank you for the confidence you have imposed in me, and to assure you, that if the most strenuous exertions on my part can avail anything, you shall not find that it has been misplaced. Every man of the slightest intelligence knows that the whole military system is based upon obedience. The whole beauty, the whole strength, the whole efficiency of every military movement, depends upon unity of action. The strength of a thousand men is no better than that of one man, unless it is united; hut once consolidate it, and it assumes mighty proportions, and moves with the force and power of the unbroken avalanche. To produce this unity of action, a prompt obedience is absolutely necessary. One single hand must touch the spring which sets the whole machinery in motion, just as the pendulum of the clock regulates the movements of all the wheels of which it is composed. Being, therefore, desirous of doing my duty, not only to you, hut to my country, I shall demand of you the most implicit obedience, and pledge myself, that if not rendered willingly, I will enforce it. There are, however, two modes by which men can he governed. One is through the heart?the other, by the iron despotism of the military law. I greatly prefer to govern you by the former method, by appeals to your sense of propriety, to your patriotism, and to all the higher and nobler instinct of your natures. All good men, all true patriots, will readily submit to a government so mild, so paternal; hut if there are any who are so refractory that these appeals cannot reach them, they must expect that the cold letter of the law* will he applied to them. In looking, however, upon the materials of which this regiment is composed. I must confess that I apprehend hut little difficulty in its management. In its ranks, I recognize many who hold honorable positions at home, heads of families and even ministers of the Gospel. Such men as those could enter this war with no other motives than those of the purest patriotism, and from a wish to render an essential service to their country. Such men will know their duty, and will be willing to perform it. I have told you, soldiers, what I will demand of you. I will now tell you what you have a right to expect of me, and I must confess that I feel a deep responsibility resting upon me. You have committed yourselves to my care, to my guidance and direction. It is your right, to expect that I should care for you, that I should treat you with kindness and courtesy, that I should subject you to no unnecessary hardships or exposure, and that I should see that your comforts are ministered to as far as circumstances will permit. But, remember, there are certain hardships and exposures incident to the life of the soldier, and these you must expect to bear like men, without a murmur. No doubt you will sometimes suffer?but this I promise you, that the commissary, quartermaster and surgeon shall all do their duty, and render you as comfortable as possible. In short, soldiers, I promise to feel for you, and to act towards you as a father feels and acts toward his children. But remember, that he is the unkindest and most injudicious of all fathers, who either Matters the faults of his children, or fails to administer a wholesome rebuke when it is necessary. While, therefore, the humblest soldier in the ranks can at all times gain access to me when he is in trouble, and will at all times find in me a friend who will redress his wrongs and sympathize with him in his sorrows, the highest and the proudest need not ex pert to escape rebuke or punishment if he be guilty of any neglect of duty or impropriety of conduct. I have come, soldiers, to share your fate with you, either for weal or for woe. I have come with you to win a common glory or share a common grave. AH your hardships and exposures I expect to share. I intend to eat what you eat, sleep where you sleep, toil with you, suffer with you, tight with you, and die with you, if my country demands the sacrifice. And to you, officers, allow me to add a few words of friendly admonition. Engaged as you are in a common cause, with the same ends to accomplish. it is your duty to act with unity and harmony. If you should have wranglings or disputes amongst yourselves, never let them pass to the soldiers, for if you do, all discipline is at an end. However you may disagree in private, it is your duty to appear before your men as a unit. It is also your duty to render yourselves popular with them, not by any of the low tricks of the demagogue, not by carping at and finding fault with the actions of your brother officers; not by attempting to pull them down that you may rise (for any such conduct will secure for you their profound contomntl: not by any laxity of disci pline ?>r neglect of duty, but by a high, honorable atul manly bearing; by being always just and truthful; by exercising no petty tyranny, but by being always polite and courteous, by showing by your deeds, not by your words, that you rare for them, that you feel with them: In short, by showing them that to the strictness of the per- ' feet officer, who does his whole duty without fear, favor or affection, you add the kind amenity of the perfect a gentleman. By doing this you will win ' their love, respect and esteem, and they will follow you wherever you my lead, even though it he to a soldier's grave. And now, perhaps I have said fUOUKU, mm iiiikiii n> iiugi-, uui i .> heart is full, and I feel that I should add a few words more: for we have all entered upon a new eareer, and are about to tread upon paths whose termini are veiled In the darkness of the future. If there be any who think that I have brought my gray hairs into this contest from motives of ambition, or any purposes of self-aggrandizement, they do me great injustice. If I know my own heart, I have no ambition, except to discharge with fidelity the ' high and sacred duties which devolve upon me as a man, as a patriot, as a neighbor, as a friend, but, above all, as a Christian. The time has been when my heart was young, ardent and enthusiastic, that the flames of ambition would have leapt high at the sound of the "spirit-stirring drum," or the note of the clarion kindling war. But that time has long since passed. These sounds now bring no music to my ears, but are the harbingers of misery and woe?the sad preludes to the groans of the wounded and dying, and the helpless wails and cries of the mother, the widow and the orphan. I have arrived at that time of life when reason controls ambition, and my pleasures are concentrated in my agricultural pursuits and around my domestic fireside. Would to God that I could there remain under my own "vine and fig-tree, with none to molest or make me afraid," until life's setting sun should gild a home of happiness and peace. And this same blessing I I could wish and pray for all of you, my countrymen. But this blessing is now denied to us. A ruthless foe, urged on by avarice and fanaticism, has invaded our soil?a foe whom truthful history can only characterize as thieves and robbers. "The bugle blast of the robber band" is already ringing In our ears, and he who can do his country service and now dallies, is a dastard or a traitor. I have therefore, entered into this service as most of you have done, from dire necessity and from a sense of duty, to drive from our borders this ruthless band, who know no law or justice, pity or humanity, but whose tracks have ever been marked by robbery, by desolation, and by blood and burnings. Such a foe as as this you must meet with the cry of victory or death, not only ringing from your lips, but re-echoed from your heart of hearts. Our wives and children must be protected at any and even* hazard. The sanctity of our hearthstones must be violated only over the dead bodies of their owners. It is true that storm and cloud and darkness are above us and around us, yet this should strike no terror to the hearts of the brave and true, but excite us to greater exertions, and nerve our hearts to higher and holier resolves. Our cause is the cause of justice, truth and humanity; and our God, who is the God or justice ana 01 iruui, win, in mo own good time, deliver us from all our trouble. Brave hearts and strong arms, these are the instruments which He, in his providence, will use for our final redemption. Although the cloud is lowering dark above us, yet a "silver lining" may already be seen to it, illumined by the blaze of glory, which burst forth from Manassas, Leesburg and Springfield; and, in fact, from every field upon which our gallant soldiers have met the enemy. We may have to struggle hard and long?pass through the deep waters dnd fiery trials?yet if we are true to ourselves, our posterity and our Ood, a brighter day will dawn upon us. Whatever fate may be reserved for us, let us meet it boldly and manfully. If we are to perish, let it be not like cringing slaves, but like brave men, conscious of the justice of our cause, and leave behind us names that tyrants and robbers will "quake to hear." If we are to perish, let us seek our graves upon the bosom of our kind old mother, ere her soil he polluted by the tread of slaves. If we must die, then let us die with "Freedom's soil beneath our feet. And freedom's banner waving o'er us." MAN, STUDY YOUH MAIM! i Then Before You Comb It, Study the Architecture of Your Face. Just as surely as hair is woman's crowning glory it is man's glorious crowning?that is, to those that have it. Those whose heads have pushed up through their hair usually use a huckaback towel for the delicate process of parting the hair, hut unless one has the peculiar requirements it is not worth while to cultivate them. Men with low, squatting foreheadsshould not pull their hair down over their brows, and men whose foreheads are beginning to work back should invite their locks down. If your hair has quietly slipped down toward your ears on each side, leave it there. If you bring it up in strings and wisps it will merely look like climbing vines and will never really have the free and easy homelike appearance that ought to be the part of all natural hair. Do not part your hair any earlier than you can help. Ilair is in a hurry these days, anyway. Usually it doesn't stay more than long enough to make 1 sure that the baby is going to be a boy before it hastens off. It will part of itself soon enough the best you can do. Before combing your hair you should get acquainted with the architecture of your face. If your face is of the harvest moon variety do not inlay y? ur hair. Puff it u| as much as possible. It's better to look like a feather duster ' on a Monday morning than a scratched < billiard ball on a Saturday night. < fn..u ia ,?r n loner. ir.nlIon- < nui it ?uui ??*. v .? ... ? ? . ing ensemlile do not encourage your hair to fluff, instead keep it down ! close to headquarters. If your head ] inclines to run up to a cone do not i spread your hair around in imitation < of a palm tree thatch. Rather fluff it up and windrow it for fear some un- ' bred person will begin to talk about spring radish tops.?Homer C'roy in i Delineator. 1 it*/' Notwithstanding the duty of forty per cent a barrel large quai ''es of apples from Oregon. Washi ,ion, i and other states are consumed in wes- i tern Canada. I BROKERS EXCHANGE BLOWS. ristic Passage Between Hayne and Fleming. When the sun went down yesterday ifternoon the dove of peace was roostng high in Beaver street. There had >een no further outbreak following the 1st fight between Frank R. Hayne, the 'Jew Orleans bull cotton leader, and L.amar L. Fleming, manager of the coton department of Hayden, Stone & :o., in downtown Delmonieo's, In which dr. Hayne's right eye was blackened, >ut the air in the vicinity of the cotton tvchange was surcharged with a feeing that something was apt to occur Llmnst at any moment. Hence tne cauion of the dove. The fight between Messrs. Hayne ind Fleming was the outcome of the eeling which for some weeks has exsted between the bull and bear cliques >n the cotton exchange. For nearly wo years the bear factions have been laving it out on the floor with honors lmost entirely with the Patten-HayneIrown-Scales combination, but the food feeling that usually exists on ex hanges held out until the bears went o the department of lustice with comilalnts that the bull leaders were vloating the Sherman anti-trust act. This complaint was followed by the ndlctment of Messrs. Patten, Brown ind others and charges against the >ears of "welching" and being bad osers. There also have been charges hat the confidence supposed to exist >etween broker and client was violated >y at least one of the bear clique and here was talk of what would happen ihould he decided in the immediate fuure to visit his southern home. Both Sidos Have Secret 8ervice. The feeling between the two factions las grown till now with the close of he old cotton, which ends In August, ind the means of obtaining market Inormation characteristic of all ex hanires has been developed to the mint that both sides now have what Is i very elaborate, efficient and costly lecret service. Understanding this It is easy to ap>reeiate how Mr. Hayne felt when, In he excitement when July and August rotton was Jumping to the highest >rices known since war times, a meslenger handed to him a copy of a telegram which had been sent from New fork announcing that he, with Messrs. 3atten, Brown and Scales, had abanloned their campuign and left the imall fry who have been following hem to carry the burden until the new rop came in. He charged Mr. Fleming, who lives n Georgia when he is at home, with jeing the responsible author of the nessage. Mr. Fleming was talking vith another member of the exchange vhen Mr. Hayne, addressing Mr. Flemng's associate, asked what he thought >f a man who would send out such a nessage as the one Just received. Mr. Heming had little to say then, and the ncident was supposed xo r>e ciosea. Mr. Hayne is one of the best ready telegram writers the cotton exchange las, and In language that left no doubt is to his meaning, he sent out contractions of the earlier report in answer :o a flood of telegrams and cable meslages he had received, asking what In he name of Jim Hill he meant by delerting his following at this time. This lone, he bought a few thousand more mles of cotton and went to Delmonl'o's to get his luncheon, the market laving closed. Bull and Bear Clash. Right here it is only fair to say that :he bull secret service has no very freat percentage of efficiency over that lossessed by the bear element, and Mr. Fleming soon received a copy of the lispatch which Mr. Hayne had sent iroadoast. It was then his turn to feel [>eeved. Seeking out Mr. Hayne, who svas paying strict attention to a beefiteak, he asked if in the statement confined In the message he held in hjs land Mr. Hayne was correctly quoted. "Let me see; I haven't got my glasses on," said the bull leader, rising from his seat and adjusting his aids to vision. "Yes, sir, that is exactly what [ said, sir." In the south courts have held that the passing of the lie is equivalent to the first blow. Under this Interpretation of the facts Mr. Fleming may be laid to have struck the second, landing ightly on Mr. Hayne's jaw. Mr. Hayne countered with a heavy blow between the eyes and the two clinched, tripping iver a table and sending chairs, dishes ind Mr. Hayne's tenderloin flying In all 31 A* ? ?U(1a ?L/\ nr*>..un r\f hrnl/pra lireeuoua, wiiiic mc ?? it the bar hastened to separate the combatants. It was no easy task, and there were loud words, but In the end the peacemakers prevailed and Mr. Fleming went his way, while Mr! Hayne, after a brief rest and some refreshment, attacked another steak. Meanwhile friends of both began .vorking for a permanent peace. They explained to each combatant that tho ither was "a good fellow and southern rentleman" and that, anyway, whatever might be the proper thing in the south might not be the proper thing in Vew York. Their views prevailed, and vhile the two did not shake handf vhen they met on the floor of the exchange or give any Indication that Mther saw the other, the indications ate in the afternoon were that each egretted the combination of circumstances that made the clash possible. Mr. Fleming refused to discuss what te described as a regrettable incident. Mr. Hayne likewise maintained sile ice. When Mr. Hayne was seen in his ipartment i nthe Waldorf-Astoria last sight his right eye was still partly discolored from a blow received in the encounter. Some of Mr. Ha.vne's friends ,vho were present declared that Mr. Fleming did not get <>rr unscainea, as VIr. Hayne's Mow shook him up badly. ?New York Herald, July 20. Dr. Flexner on Whiskers.?Dr. Simon Flexner, chief of the Rockefeller Institute, referred, at a dinner in PhilaJelphla, to the increasing number of Mean-shaven doctors. "It is cleaner and safer, to be clean shaven," he said. "Certainly, as far as physicians are concerned, there was more truth than poetry In the dialogue >f the two boys on the street corner. " 'Don't you hate to have your face washed?' said the first little boy. "'Oh, don't I, though!' the other answered. 'You bet, when I grow up, I'll wear full whiskers.' "?Detroit Free Press. That combs are of ancient origin may be gathered from the fact that hey were found in the ruins of Pom>eii.